Well? ”

Yan Yu hadn't woken up yet, and there was still a vague sleepiness in his voice.

Song Shinian tightened his palms and whispered, "It's okay, I'm sleepy, let's sleep." ”

Yan Yu replied in a low voice, put his hand on Shi Nian's body naturally, hugged her in his arms, and continued to sleep.

******

The next day, Song Shinian woke up very early.

I woke up before seven o'clock.

Because I slept late yesterday.

When she got up, she saw Yan Yu standing in front of the mirror, buttoning the buttons of her shirt one by one.

The glimmer of the morning sprinkled on his body, and the masculinity of the lining was dusty and ascetic and seductive.

She held her cheeks, sat on the bed and looked at the man's tall body, and subconsciously asked, "Do you think you are a little weird today?" ”

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, turned his handsome face with smooth lines, and asked in a good mood, "What's strange?" ”

Song Shinian continued to support his cheeks, and there was a kind of admiration with a look:

"Weirdly handsome."

When Yan Yu heard this, the big hand that tied the button moved.

He turned around and looked at the pretty woman who had just woken up with a wicked smile on her face, and his eyes moved.

Then continue the movement of the hand, just with the button, which becomes unfastened.

Within seconds, all the buttons on the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the man's well-structured chest.

Song Shinian suddenly came to his senses.

She looked at Yan Yu with a weak heart, stretched out her hands and shook them hurriedly, shaking her head with a complicated expression: "No, I didn't mean that, I didn't think about it......"

The man's eyes were full of devouring dark light, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he strode towards her, and his tone was very unrefusable: "You can think about it now." ”

"But ......"

"No, but ......"

"I don't ......" was interrupted by the man.

It is very rare to get up early, just like an early worm that is eaten by an early bird.

So when I was a child.

She turned into a salted fish again, slumped lazily on the bed, gasping for air.

And a turn of the head.

The man stood contentedly in front of the mirror, buttoning slowly and methodically.

This scene is very familiar.

Song Shinian was secretly annoyed, but she was really afraid that if she said something again, she would be forced to sleep late again, so she had to look away.

For the sake of old life, don't provoke it.

Yan Yu buttoned up and put on a pure black handmade suit, then he walked to the window comfortably, looked at the poor little man who collapsed on the bed, and was very concerned: "Are you hungry?" ”

Song Shinian's tired eyes couldn't open, and he heard the voice and said lazily: "Hungry." ”

"Then get up and eat?"

Song Shinian shook his head slightly, "I can't get up." ”

Yan Yu stood by the window, thought for two seconds, and suddenly lifted the quilt.

Song Shinian suddenly felt a cool breeze swishing towards his body.

She yawned sleepily, her eyes moistened, "What are you doing?" It's cold. ”

Yan Yu: "Get dressed." ”

Song Shinian was very tired, and now she didn't want to get up at all, she twisted her body, turned her back to the man, and said in a small temper: "No." ”

There was no movement behind him for a long time.

There was only the sound of rustling.

Song Shinian didn't take it seriously, she closed her eyes and reached out to touch the bed, wanting to pull back the quilt and continue to lie down as a salted fish.

It's just that the hand is touching and touching, and it actually touches a warm big hand.

She was so frightened that she withdrew her hand and barely squinted at the inexplicable man: "Why are you still here?" ”

"Dress you." The man replied with an unchanged expression.

"Huh?!" Song Shinian was dumbfounded, she couldn't help but yawn again, and then hurriedly asked, "What did you say?" ”

It's just that this time Yan Yu didn't answer.

He just said softly to Shi Nian: "Raise your hand." ”